I was just going to the supermarket to prepare some ingredients for dumpling filling.

The two ended up wandering around inside for quite a while.

It wasn't until 6:25 PM that we finished buying the ingredients and came out.

By this time, the sky outside was already getting dark, and the night air was getting cooler.

"Let's go home and make dumplings."

Su Yinwan helped Rong Jing put the things into the trunk, then sat back in the passenger seat, waiting for the man to drive back to Qianyue Bay.

I went out briefly today and still managed to gain some insights.

Taking advantage of this brief ten-minute break, Su Yinwan carefully scanned the photos in the album.

She was thinking of choosing one of them to change her WeChat profile picture, but every single one of them attracted her.

This made her somewhat conflicted.

Every single one of them is beautiful, and she wants to use every single one of them as her profile picture.

Seemingly noticing Su Yinwan's unusual behavior, Rong Jing asked with concern, "Wanwan, what's wrong?"

"It's nothing, I just want to choose a photo to use as my WeChat profile picture, but every single one of them is so beautiful, I'm a little undecided."

"The photos taken by Mr. Rong and the curly-haired lady are both very beautiful and natural. I love them so much."

Su Yinwan flipped through the photos in the album again and again, feeling both delighted and conflicted.

"Then print them all out and hang them on the photo wall in your room, so you can look at them every day."

"I'll have Xu Feng bring a photo printer over tomorrow, so you can print photos anytime you want."

"Hmm, that sounds pretty good."

Su Yinwan agreed with Rong Jing's idea. After all, the photo wall at home was big enough for her to put thousands or even tens of thousands of photos on it.

When there's really no more space to post, she can expand to another wall.

There's plenty of space in Shallow Moon Bay.

In the end, Su Yinwan chose the photo she took with Rong Jing under the ginkgo tree.

She sat on a stone bench wearing a beige long dress, while Rong Jing stood behind her in a beige casual outfit.

The man's hand was pressed tightly against her shoulder, his expression tender and affectionate as he gazed at her with his head slightly lowered.

Su Yinwan raised her right hand and placed it on the back of Rong Jing's hand.

She looked at the camera with a happy expression, her face gentle and natural.

After selecting the photo, Su Yinwan quickly changed her WeChat profile picture.

Less than three minutes later, Yunhe sent a message.

[Wow, that's great! Look how much they love each other, how happy they are. I'm definitely envious.]

[Hehe, then you should change yours too.]

[Come on, I haven't even found a man yet, am I supposed to film with thin air?]

Then, Yunhe posted a shrug emoji.

Su Yinwan was instantly amused by her.

[Good luck! I hope He'er finds love soon and can change her profile picture to a matching couple's image.]

The two chatted intermittently.

Soon, the Maybach drove into Crescent Bay.

Rong Jing consciously got out of the car, took the ingredients from the trunk, and went into the kitchen.

After chatting briefly with Yun He, Su Yinwan followed him into the kitchen.

"Ah Jing, go out and rest for a while. I can manage on my own."

"No need, I'll help you, so you won't get too tired."

"What should I do first? Chop the meat?"

Previously, when they were in Beicheng, the Su family had made dumplings once, and Rong Jing roughly remembered the process.

"Okay, then you chop the meat first, and I'll go pick out the other vegetables."

So, Su Yinwan took the small piece of lean meat out of the shopping bag, washed it, and placed it on the cutting board for Rong Jing to process later.

Seeing Rong Jing start chopping away with two knives, Su Yinwan thoughtfully went to get him an apron.

She walked behind Rong Jing, stood on tiptoe, and tied the apron she was holding onto him.

"Watch your hands, this knife is very sharp."

"Um."

Immediately afterwards, Su Yinwan stood beside him and prepared the other ingredients.

Tonight she plans to make dumplings with two different fillings.

Fennel and pork filling and corn and shrimp filling.

Because the two worked together, preparing the filling didn't take much time; it was ready in less than half an hour.

It was exactly 7 p.m.

The two then began to make dumplings.

Su Yinwan was rolling out dumpling wrappers in front of her, while Rong Jing was wrapping dumplings behind her.

Throughout the entire process, the two of them were not tired at all; on the contrary, they thoroughly enjoyed it.

As the saying goes, when husband and wife work together, the work is never tiring.

In half an hour, the two of them cleaned up all the dumpling wrappers and fillings on the table.

There was absolutely no waste; it was just right.

"Done, finally finished wrapping."

Looking at the dumplings that had been wrapped on the table, Su Yinwan felt a great sense of accomplishment.

These are all the results of her collaboration with Mr. Rong.

"Then I'll start cooking now."

Su Yinwan was about to take the large plate of dumplings to the kitchen when Rong Jing stopped her.

"Wanwan has been busy all afternoon. Sit down and rest for a while. I'll take care of the rest."

"It's okay, boiling dumplings is quick."

"Be good and sit here and wait for me."

After saying that, Rong Jing took the two large plates of dumplings and went into the kitchen.

They calmly began cooking the dumplings.

Su Yinwan didn't rest. After sitting for a few minutes, she got up and cleared the plates off the table.

The young couple both care deeply for each other, worried about the other getting tired, and they prove it through their actions.

The person who loves you will never complain about being tired or overwhelmed; they will share the burden with you, or bear it alone.

The dumpling feast went on quite late, and the sky outside was already shrouded in deep darkness.

But the process of the two of them holding hands was really fun.

It's not tiring, it's not boring, and you can enjoy it.

The cooking methods are the same as before: there are soup dumplings, steamed dumplings, and pan-fried dumplings.

Rong Jing specially cooked a bowl of hot and sour dumplings, Su Yinwan's favorite, according to the secret recipe given to him by Su's father.

Su's father only told him about it once, but he remembered it because it was Su Yinwan's favorite flavor.

"Here you go, my favorite hot and sour soup dumplings."

Rong Jing placed the steaming soup bowl in front of Su Yinwan with both hands and handed her the spoon.

"Be careful, it's hot, it's fresh out of the pot."

He carefully reminded the woman, who was already craving something sweet.

Su Yinwan first scooped up a spoonful of hot and sour soup and drank it.

"Hmm, this tastes good, not much different from what Dad cooks. Mr. Rong, you're excellent."

Su Yinwan meant no exaggeration; she was speaking from her true feelings.

Indeed, the proportions he mixed were just right, resulting in a rich and flavorful broth.

"You sit down and eat too, don't bother with all that."

"Um."

Rong Jing pulled out the chair next to Su Yinwan and sat down.

He first put a few steamed dumplings and fried dumplings on the empty plate next to Su Yinwan before picking up his chopsticks to eat.

The two slowly ate the delicious and fragrant dumplings, enjoying each one with satisfaction.

The main reason is that this meal of dumplings is filled with the deep love between the two of them, making it different from any other meal they would have elsewhere.

Eat quietly, enjoy quietly.

An ordinary meal, as long as it tastes like home, can be better than a Manchu Han Imperial Feast.